Meanwhile, Mafyyil sits in a corner trying to stay unnoticed, which is admittedly difficult in the brightly yellow and pink striped sleeveless dress an uncooperative matter printer had insisted on. (She suspects this is not fashionable even among barbarians. Unfortunately she arrived without luggage and the only Hafn garment the matter printer seemed to know was a robe reserved for the contact with the irredeemably unclean. It wouldn't do to offend her new allies on the very first day!) It's been only a few weeks since she woke up for her holy mission, she has not been briefed properly and she's unsure how to make contact. Also, she's not entirely sure whether what she's watching is a party or some kind of religious ceremony.